I live forever in the realm of comprehension

Chapter 35

Putting away the notice in his hand, He Song looked at Wei Fan who was also frowning beside him.

Just now, the monks from the Xianfang Law Enforcement Team sent a notice, and the two checked it together, and then saw the rows of bloody dead words.

These days, although He Song and Wei Fan haven't gone out, they both belong to the kind of monks who make a lot of friends.

Therefore, although he has not gone out, he has also obtained a lot of news about the outside world from other people.

Today, they still have a fairly good understanding of the outside world.

Know what happened to the outside world.

"Sure enough, as soon as Master Chengshan leaves, Immortal Square will immediately become chaotic." Sitting at the table, Wei Fan sighed, and there was a hint of complexity in his eyes.

He made many friends, besides the small circle of He Song and Meng Guan, he also had some other friends.

These friends include casual cultivators and Xianfang monks, but they all have one thing in common.

They all lived in Zhushan Xianfang and had contact with him, the deacon of Lingjian Pavilion.

Now Zhushan Xianfang is in chaos.

These friends of mine don't know if they can survive.

Thinking of this, the complicated look in Wei Fan's eyes quickly dissipated, and he shook his head and smiled wryly.

He has limited abilities, he can only protect those who are closest to him, as for other friends, he has never reminded him even a word from the beginning to the end.

He didn't even think about reminding him when it was safe, let alone Xianfang is in chaos now.

What's the use of thinking about this now?

Wei Fan quickly put this idea aside.

Like He Song, he is not the Holy Mother, he can do anything for a stranger.

He will only choose to protect his closest friends when he is capable and will not affect himself.

Compared with He Song and Meng Guan.

This is also the reason why the three of them were able to form a small circle in a very short period of time.

He Song, Meng Guan, and Wei Fan, the three of them are not compassionate monks, they will only free up their hands to help those closest to them when they are capable and will not affect themselves.

Perhaps because of their similar smells, the three get along very well.

As for the others, what does it matter to him, Wei Fan?

"Evil cultivators are rampant. It's better for us not to go out recently. We'll wait until Master Chengshan returns or Houtu Sect sends a new Master Establishing Foundation here." He Song frowned and said after thinking.

He didn't know what Wei Fan was thinking at the moment.

It was just trying to make the two of them safer as much as possible, so this idea was proposed.

Facing He Song's caution, Wei Fan has nothing to do.

Therefore, although the two saw the announcement, they did not go out to check anything.

Instead, just like the previous few days, he continued to stay at home and wait quietly.

Day [-].

He Song and Wei Fan still stayed at home.

Last night, many casual cultivators living in the outskirts of Xianfang heard the sound of fierce fighting.

The sound of the monk's imperial weapon attacking.

The fluctuation of spiritual power when monks cast spells.

From time to time, the monks would shout angrily when they were fighting.

As well as some strange noises, jerks and jerks, mixed with a cold aura, countless low-level casual cultivators shivered while hiding at home.

Only some daring monks with high skills dared to go out of the house to check.

Of course, it is not known whether these monks who went out to check whether they went out to check, or took the opportunity to rob.

Most of these monks who walked out of the house failed to come back.

Wait until it gets light.

Only lowly cultivators dared to open the door and walk out of their rooms.

But soon, they were shocked by the scene before them.

on the street.

There were corpses scattered all over the place, including members of the law enforcement team and some masked in black.

But more of them are ordinary casual cultivators who walked out of the house.

It wasn't until noon that the members of the law enforcement team took away the bodies of the members of the law enforcement team. As for the other corpses, no one dared to move them.

Day [-].

He Song and Wei Fan still stayed at home.

last night.

There was no fierce fighting on the periphery of Xianfang.

But the oppressive atmosphere has already made the monks living outside the Xianfang panic.

Someone wanted to escape, but soon his body was found on the side of the road.

Some people want to hide, but where can they hide in the fairy workshop?

Some people wanted to enter the inner circle of Xianfang, but they didn't have a house to live in, so they were quickly driven back by the law enforcement team.

However, those who are well-informed already know that the periphery of Xianfang has been abandoned by the law enforcement team.

After a fierce fight the night before, the law enforcement team suffered heavy losses and had to retreat to the inner circle of Xianfang.

It can be said.

The current periphery of Xianfang is completely undefended.

The casual cultivators living in it, and even the personnel inside the fairy workshop, can only resign themselves to their fate, praying that the evil cultivators will not stare at themselves.

The entire periphery of Xianfang was completely abandoned.

Seventh day.

He Song and Wei Fan still stayed at home.

Last night, the law enforcement team retreated to the inner circle and Xie Xiu fought again.

The members of the law enforcement team suffered a lot of losses, but because they were defending the inner circle, the monks who lived in the inner circle in the late stage of Qi training were helped, but they successfully repelled the evil cultivators.

When the evil cultivators receded, there was no news coming in from the periphery of Xianfang.

He Song and Wei Fan live in a small courtyard, and have completely lost contact with the periphery of Xianfang.

The fate of those monks living on the outskirts of Xianfang can be imagined.

Eighth day.

He Song and Wei Fan still stayed at home.

And always pay attention to the outside world.

After two battles with Xiexiu, the law enforcement team has experienced extremely serious attrition.

According to the evil cultivator's offensive, if there is another round, and the late monks in the inner circle of Xianfang don't help anymore, the defense line may be quickly overwhelmed.

However, He Song and Wei Fan waited for a day, but there was no sound from the outside world for a long time.

It was as if the entire Xianfang had turned into a dead city.

Quietly scary.

until
"You rat! You want to die!" An angry shout came to the ears of He Song and the others from a distant high altitude.

He Song and Wei Fan were taken aback when they heard the words, and hurried to the window to look into the distance.

For a while, there were monks looking out from the buildings.

distance.

above the sky.

Master Chengshan, who was dressed in a khaki cassock, stared at the dilapidated Xianfang with a livid face, and the anger in his eyes almost gushed out.

He was ordered to guard Zhushan Xianfang.

But a few days ago, Chiling Gold Mine sent a signal for help, so he could only leave temporarily.

Unexpectedly, I only left for a few days, and the originally bustling Zhushan Xianfang has turned into what it is now!
As the guard, it is naturally impossible for him to escape the responsibility.

At this moment, all the hard work has been wasted, and no one is in a hurry.

Afterwards, He Song knew why Master Chengshan was called Master Chengshan.

Under the gaze of countless monks.

I saw Master Chengshan waved his hand, and a miniature mountain came out of his hand.

Castle Peak Seal!
(End of this chapter)